Ye Yan changed the car halfway and asked Zhao Jun to escort Lan Qianyu home. He went to the company to do business and was busy until after one o'clock in the morning before driving back.

In the car, Ye Yan leaned lazily on the seat, rubbing his eyebrows exhaustedly.

Zhao Jun reported to him: "Master, Siqin sent me a text message today saying that Miss Gong had cried all day and had not finished her water."

"Let Siqin find a way to coax her to eat something. If it really doesn't work, give her a tranquilizer."

Ye Yan frowned irritably. He felt a special headache for Gong Ningruo. As long as one day she didn't see him, she would be worried about gains and losses, sentimental, and she would not eat, drink, or sleep, making her health worse and worse. He was also under great pressure from her. He used to think she was pitiful, but now she is gradually getting bored.

Her patience was almost used up, and he really didn't like it.

"Yes." Zhao Jun did not dare to say more, but he vaguely felt that Ye Yan's attitude towards Gong Ningruo had changed, and his feelings towards Lan Qianyu were different.

...

After about half an hour's drive, I finally returned to the villa.

The car was parked in the courtyard, Ye Yan raised his eyes and looked at the beautiful villa, with a light curve slightly curled up on his lips. After a day of busyness, when he returned here, his mood couldn't help but feel relaxed. In the past, he only regarded this place as a house, but now, he felt that this was a home, and his beloved woman was waiting for him at home. He felt like he was home, and his movements of getting off the car became faster without realizing it.

The villa was quiet, everyone was asleep, only Donna and the bodyguard on duty were still waiting.

Tangna immediately stepped forward to take Ye Yan's coat and whispered: "Young master, the young lady has a bad appetite today. She only drank half a bowl of porridge in the evening and went to bed."

Ye Yan frowned: "She didn't eat anything at noon, why did she eat so little at night?"

"As soon as she came back, I prepared dinner for her, but she looked worried and said she had no appetite. I asked her if she had any worries. She didn't say anything, but she just sighed. I advised her to eat more, but she just ate half a bowl of porridge and stopped eating..." Donna said in detail.

"You go and cook some milk and make some snacks, and I'll take them with me..." Ye Yan said.

"yes."

...

Donna quickly cooked the milk and steamed some snacks.

Ye Yan brought the food to the second floor and habitually prepared to push open the door, but found that the door was locked.

Ye Yan frowned. What does this woman mean? She will get married tomorrow, so she still has to be on guard against him? Is she just so unwilling to see him?

He took a long needle from the belt and easily opened the door.

In the room, the soft moonlight fell on the bed, reflecting on Lan Qianyu. She was wearing a white silk suspender pajamas, with long hair as soft as seaweed, lying on the side of the window, sleeping quietly, and a piano score lay on the carpet beside the bed.

Ye Yan closed the door, placed the meal on the table, walked gently to the bed, reached out his hand, and gently tidied up the hair on Lan Qianyu's shoulders. She was so beautiful that she was obsessed with sleep and quiet, but her eyebrows and eyes slightly condensed, as if there was something unresolvable sorrow.

His hand gently moved to her cheek, and his thumb rubbed against her eyebrows, as if he wanted to soothe her sorrow.
Chapter completed!